To all of Fritter’s friends. As you can tell by this website, my good buddy “Fritter” took her last jet ski ride on Wed., 21 SEPT 05 (approx. her 10th birthday). She had a good life at Davis Creek, always entertaining us humans with her antics and moods swings, but now she’s with her “Old Pack” probably fishing and actually catching them. Thank you all for your support. Just goes to show you Fritter was for real! Phil "" I watched intently as Phil, my Jet ski Chauffeur, who thought was my "MASTER" came from the south, only to pull up to the beach so I could jump aboard. We rode out on the ski. I jumped off into the water near the Tongue of the Ocean, then barked wildly as Phil zoomed by, splashing me wildly along the way. After many passes, my Chauffeur pulled along side, and he pulled me back aboard for a short trip home to Baker's Acres. "" psssssssssssstttt... "Heh, Dad, hit the throttle and remember I'm aboard everytime you hit the surf!" Arff Arff Arff!